I read about a man to whom I Riff 1
may be related, he's leatherman. Riff 1
Died a long time ago in the 18 Riff 1
80's...leatherman, leatherman. Riff 1
CAmovered with leather, but Cit was tight.G
UBmnderneath the moon in theG woods at nigAht... A
MDakin' the Grounds ten miFles a day, G
ODnce a month theyG'd spot him, herFe's what they'Gd say...
"HeDre he comes, Ghe's a man oFf the land. G He's
leathDerman. SmilGe on his face,F an axe in G

DGFGDGF

his Fpack. He's leatherman, leatherman, leatherman."
ComCes out of the caves onGce a day to be fed. F
WaCsn't known toF say much butC "Thanks for the breAad."
So modern day I walk with my Riff 1
jacket faded, just like the man of Riff 1
leather whom I may be related Riff 1

Riff 1

by itself once)
AmRolled a cigarette, but when he asCked for a light, G
ABmppeared to be an animaGl, yet so polAite.
MDakin' the Grounds ten mFiles a day.G
ODnce a month they'd spoGt him and here's whaFt they'd say... G
"DHere he comesG, he's a manF of the land, G
he'sD leatherman,G smile on his face,F axe in G
his hDand, he's leGatherman, leatherFman, leatherman.G"